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It was the hottest night on record. The air was so damp and thick, it caused every piece of clothing to stick to your skin, and yet it was stagnant. Sweat beaded down Jon’s forehead as he drove down the dirt country road. The air conditioning in his car never seemed to work right, on hot days the air would always blow out hot and muggy, refusing to cool down, other days, when it was cold his heater refused to turn on. Jon cranked the window down hoping the flow of air would cool him and Victoria off, but his attempt at chivalry was in vain, it was just too hot.

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